My Dogs

I have two small dogs: Satan and Dermot. Satan is a Jack Russell, highly intelligent, faithful and brave, with the heart of a lion. Satan is clean and never, ever [...]

Bock's Dogs

I must be a very bad man. My two dogs have no discipline whatever, and it's all my fault. I didn't train them when they were pups and now they're [...]

My Dog, Satan

It's very difficult to own a dog. Very. It's hard. Dogs demand a great amount from their owners, and anyone who tries to tell you that pets lower your blood [...]

Working dogs

I opened the fridge to get something for the dinner and it was – well, you know the way fridges get when you haven't cleared them out in about six [...]

Bar Staff

Jimbo gave me a shout. Will we go into town for a pint? Town? Are you mad? It'll be full of aggressive drunk fuckers. Ah no. We won't bother with [...]

Ratzo's Leap

Ratzo's Leap

Here's the moment when the Popehound jumped out my bedroom window. Caught on cctv. ============================= Ratzo Ratzo 2 Das papahund Das papahundchen Curses Ratzo – First Blood

Das Papahundchen

Das Papahundchen

Ratzinger didn't fall to his doom when he jumped out the bedroom window. As I was rooting around in the cellar, searching for a spare canister of polonium-210, I heard [...]

Das Papahund

Das Papahund

Last night, as usual, I riveted a sheet of stainless steel to my bedroom door and, as usual, by dawn the dog had gnawed through it. As usual, I fired [...]

Dermot does it again

Dermot has found a new way to make my life miserable. I took him with me this morning to the market, because I thought it would be nice to introduce [...]

Dog shit

Dermot has me driven fuckin mad. One small dog is filling up the house with shit and I'm going crazy. I'm developing cynophagophobia, or as we used to say in [...]

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